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Birthday
1989-09-01
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Male
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Right now i could be anywhere
Member Since
2005-02-17
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Student, Co-owner of an Animation Company
Real Name
Just call me Mytho i'll be happy, PM and we can start a convo and maybe i'll tell ya
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Havn't failed a grade in Highschool yet.
Anime Fan Since
i really can't remember since DBZ i think no wait it was the last episodes of outlaw star when it aired on CN toonami. ya thats it when the only good episodes of Outlaw star was on
Favorite Anime
Any thing Sic-FI or Fanasty with at least a Cup of Realism and of course teh avarge Samurai adventure
Goals
finish high school, go through college, get a car,
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play magic the gathering it's a card game that has been around for decades it's not a little kid game either. i ride my bike to town and back to visit friends and of course watch anime and write more
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Living life to my own Philospy and Logic which if you ask any of my friends, it's humanly impossiable for me to not be hurt or missing a limb or worse after all the stuff i have thought and did says my friends
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Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Warrior who hates the Rain (Ep. 4)
As time sped up the four of them witness first hand an experience that would change who they thought Mytho was. Almet went for ready to jab Mytho to shielding his eyes, Skual smack hard against the pavement, Kiore paused to watch the light, and Ren laid unconscious. The Light subsided to reveal another being, a being that glowed blue, with weird shaped armor pieces covering his body. It looked nothing like the pervious Mytho but it was still Mytho. The Sword came down right into the new Mytho’s hand. Skual looked up and jumped up in pain taking three shots with his handgun. Mytho held out his hand and a stream of water spurted forward, the bullets entered the stream but where slowed and push the other way. As the bullets feel on the ground at Skual’s feet, the water stopped pumping from Mytho’s hand. Kiore snapped the rifle back and brought it back up and aimed for Mytho again. This time he pulled back all three hammers and pulled the trigger. The three large bullets traveled through the air together. As they came into city limits a shockwave of a thin layer of water slowed them. The shockwave originated from Mytho, the three bullets hit the pavement and rolled down a storm drain. Mytho looked at Skual with eyes of anger, than thin paper like scrolls flowed behind Mytho. They were wings and they moved slowly with a fluid motion, Mytho begun to hover above them. And a wing wrapped around Skual and another around Almet. Skual begun to be thrashed around the street but Almet, he was disarmed and gently tossed aside. Two other wings took his swords and threw them into a concert wall. The Scabbards stuck in the wall, Skual was whipped into the air and than slammed back down. Mytho looked from Skual to Ren and than met eyes with Almet. Mytho’s wings drew back into Mytho’s spine and with that Mytho took of running to the North. Almet walked over and tried to get his swords out of the wall. With enough force he freed them and put them back onto his belt. He Saw Ren still laying on the ground, he ran over and lifted her head up to see if she was still breathing. The sound of an engine got closer and closer, a light shined onto the street and Kiore pulled into the street on a four-wheeler.
“Put her on the front I’ll take her to a hospital,” he said. Almet picked her up and laid her across the front of the four-wheeler.
“Hang on better take Skual,” he said poorly picking him up and shoving him on the back. Kiore nodded and drove off for the highway. Almet looked around and saw that Mytho left his scabbard. Almet looked up to the sky and the rain seemed to stop, he looked back down and sighed. Mean while Mytho was running at a full pace he had left the city and was nearing the north river as soon as he approached he dropped his sword on the banks and jumped in. In the water his glowing stopped and he gave out a scream letting out his oxygen, the armor piece began to be absorbed by his skin. In only seconds he was his normal looking self. He swam up and picked his head above water. The rain had stopped, he swam back to the bank of the river where he dropped his sword. He walked out soaking wet, he dropped to the ground bu his sword. He turned over and reached into his vest and pulled out his pistol and checked it over. He spun the cylinder pulled back the hammer and slowly put it back. He put it back in his vest and looked over at his sword. The blade was double edge with a diamond tip, the hilt of it was double crossed and his hand guard was what small and thick. The end of the sword was a bronze diamond shape with a small black dot in the middle. He coughed again and sat upright and crossed his legs and put his hands behind his back to hold himself up.
“Got to go back for the sheath,” he said to himself. His scabbard was tossed into his lap.
“You mean that,” Came Almet’s voice next to him. Mytho looked up to find Almet like his clam self, his hair a mess his glasses on straight and hands at the side.
“Your one hell of a samurai Almet,”
“And your one hell of whatever you are,” he replied. Mytho looked to the west to see a small white light go off in the distance.
“Kiore took Ren and Skual to the Hospital,” Almet told him.
“Almet, I need you to keep Skual off my back,”
“What about Kiore and Ren?” he asked.
“I’ll deal with Ren and find out why she’s attacking you, Kiore he’s making sure Skual doesn’t get out of line,”
“Why where are you going now?”
“Switzerland,”
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